Music is rapidly consuming my life And I love it. I have always had a love for music, but only recently has my passion for it really transcended into love. Almost every waking moment I am either singing, listening to, or otherwise creating music. I am constantly picking songs that would accompany my current mood, the current situation, the current scene in a book I'm reading, or a movie that I script in my head as I go. My next couple of months are jam-packed with concerts that I am going to attend; one next Tuesday, another the following Monday, April 7th, April 9th, April 10th, April 15th, April 27th and 28th, and more that I'm sure are going to crop up. I have done my best over these past several months to single-handedly keep the RIAA afloat, buying upwards of 15 CDs in that span. I'm reasonably sure that when I sleep at night, if you walk by my room, music can be heard emanating from my subconscious. Sometimes, when I lie awake and can't fall asleep, a cool three or four note progression will drift through my mind, and I'll have no choice but to go downstairs in the dead of the night (we're talking midnight-1ish) and pick it out on our piano. Even my love life has been affected; my current romantic interest shares an almost identical taste in, and passion for, music, and I frankly can't imagine dating someone who didn't understand the beauty and meaning to be found in music. So why did I make this thread? Nobody knows. It certainly doesn't strike me as a topic ripe for discussion. I guess I'm going to cop out with "the music made me do it" .